MTL - Death Progress Bar-Chapter 155 Sightseeing bus

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After the final exam, the time went into light and took the plane to fly abroad.

"I haven't seen my eldest brother for a long time, I am a little nervous." He said to him in his heart, but he had already taken out the tablet in his hand and opened the mahjong software. He asked casually, "Small death, are you nervous?"

Little dead did not speak.

"Have it dead?" When he raised his eyebrows, he snorted and habitually checked his game account information. His eyes swept through the binding partner bar that had become blank, and he sighed sadly.

When Lian Jun erased the traces of the past before leaving, he was maddened to even cancel the game account, causing him to be in a state where his spouse is missing, both in reality and in the game.

"I actually did this. I was careful not to be happy to find someone else!" He said something swearing that he could not be realized, quit the account information, and opened a game.

Eat and play, sleep, and unconsciously, after ten hours, the plane is about to land.

Time suddenly said in my heart: "Small death, time is running out."

The little death can no longer be put on death, calling: "Go in."

"Well, I am."

The little death was quiet again. Time is no longer urging it, and he continues to play the game.

......

After the birthday of the day, there was a wonderful match between the time and the small death. When I entered, I forced myself to figure it out. I wanted to actively face it. The little death that burst into tears suddenly escaped.

In the face of the question of time, it always pretends to be silent. It seems that as long as it does not say anything clearly, parting will not come.

But time never waited for people. After the terrible review week, Shi Jin completed the final exam and ushered in the winter vacation. Then, as he decided on the second day of his birthday, he sat on the plane to pick up Wei Chong.

Now, the plane is about to land, and the parting Warcraft has already opened its claws.

Can't drag on anymore.

"I..." Xiaochen tried to open his mouth, paused for a while, and lost his words.

When he entered the opening, he stopped the hand of the card and waited for a long time without waiting for the following. He guessed the difficulty of "I don't know where to start", and managed the card to the system, appease and said: "It doesn't matter, you Don't worry about how to open it, just answer my question."

After a small death, it took a while to make a low voice. He said with a lack of spirit: "You ask, go in."

Time did not immediately start asking questions, but turned off the tablet and turned to look at the sky above the window and said: "Let's wait a little longer... the plane is going to land."

Little death: "Well."

......

Lianjun gave the sanitarium arranged by Wei Chong, located in a half-isolated town in the D country. The reason why the town is half-isolated is because its geographical location is somewhat special, although it is located The mainland is connected, but only connected to a "line" of high ground. It is more like a small island, just because it is connected to the mainland with a "line", so it is still a little closer to the daily relationship with the mainland than the real island.

From the airport to the town, the car will take three to four hours at the earliest. Time to give up the faster city subways and taxis, and chose to take a long-distance sightseeing bus for tourists.

"Now it is 10:30 local time in D." When he picked up the sightseeing bus, he sat down in the back of the window, hugged his backpack in front of him, took out his mobile phone and looked at the time. "When it is twelve o'clock, I will pick a place and get off at lunch to eat lunch. By the way, I will buy a gift from Wei Chong, and then continue on the train. If we estimate conservatively, we still have a whole afternoon to chat. Well, it is quite sufficient, it should be enough. You told the story."

"Not telling a story." Little death grievances.

"Yes, the little dead man never tells the story." Shijin smiled and licked it, raised his hand to support his chin, looked at the street outside the window, and blinked. "We should come to travel and watch." Let's talk about the scenery."

When the bus passed an ancient heavy bridge, the two finally began the conversation that had been delayed for a long time.

“Is this world really a book?” Shijin turned over the travel guide on the bus and chose a better answer to the question.

Xiaozhuo replied: "It is not a book, there is no book. The world is real. The book you first saw is based on you... according to the life and memory of the original Lord."

Time has long been speculating about this. He was not surprised to hear the result. He nodded and asked further: "The last original book of the book was born again, and vowed to retaliate against five brothers. Is this part of your fabrication?"

"Not... you are born again. You want to retaliate against five brothers, which is the biggest obsession before the original owner."

When he entered the corner of the travel guide, he continued to ask: "Is it in the book that it is mine, or the life and memory of the original master?"

The little silence was silent for a while, and he replied: "It is time to enter."

When is the time... When is it going? This time, is it still the time? Still the same time?

When I entered the mind, I turned to these thoughts and looked at the cathedral that gradually entered the field of vision. I looked at the line and looked at the cross on the spire of the church. I squatted sideways on the window sill, and swallowed these questions, and changed the question. Asked: "What are you? Is it really a mysterious system, and I am the son of the election chosen by the system?"

"I did choose you." The tone of the little death became hesitant. "And I... I am... I don't know."

When I mentioned half of the heart, I was stuck in the middle of the road and asked incredulously: "You don't know?"

"Well... but I can feel a little fuzzy." Little death hesitated and answered, as if he didn't know how to explain it. He paused for a while and suddenly said, "Go in, you know the progress bar of you and your baby." Why is one 999 and one one 1000?"

Time is really curious about this, busy back: "Why?"

"Because there are 1 to 998 in front, each progress bar has a master. They are all people who will die tragically in the original life track and then have the opportunity to change their destiny."

When I was surprised, I asked: "There are so many progress bars? Have you done the system of the masters of the progress bar? Who selected these people? The maximum value of each person's progress bar, how is it determined? distributed?"

"Yes, I have done it, they are the choices of the progress bar, as for the maximum value..." The little dead organized the language and replied, "The maximum value of the progress bar represents the possibility that the progress bar owners will reverse their lives, maybe The higher the sex, the higher the difficulty of changing the fate and the greater the risk. On the contrary, the rate of fault tolerance when changing the fate will be higher. The value of each person is not assigned by others, but is determined by their own conditions."

When I digested the information, I later asked: "Is the 998 person in front of me, the progress bar disappeared?"

"No, the progress bar is one that affects one. If one is eliminated, then the progress bar will not be produced at all." Xiaochen whispered.

"Theone who didn't eliminate the progress bar..."

"It should have all passed away."

Time Jin felt that the word "should" was used somewhat strangely and asked: "Should?"

The sound of a small death is getting lower and lower, almost inaudible: "Well... I don't really remember it. Every time I leave a host, my memory will be emptied once, leaving only some basic information. According to common sense, In the case where the host's progress bar has not been eliminated, I have to stay until the host dies before leaving."

Jingle.

When I entered my arm, my head hit the glass of the car and squatted and sat up.

The little death was shocked and added: "But you are not the same as the baby. Even if I leave you, I will remember you, because you have successfully changed your destiny and eliminated the progress bar!"

Time is a little bit fried: "How can you guarantee that you can remember, you have forgotten 998 people!"

"I really remember, my instincts tell me, I will remember." Little death guarantee.

"You actually only decided this thing by instinct?" Time is not convinced, the mood is close to collapse, "What if your instinct deceives you? Then you will not forget me?"

"It doesn't matter, if I forget you, the corresponding one, you will lose your memory about me." Little death quickly calmed.

When I entered, I felt that I had poured a bucket of hot oil on my head. Then someone handed over the torch and laughed. "If you dare to move my memory, let me forget you, I will...just... ..."

What? If he is really taken away from memory, what can he do? It is estimated that it will only be like a fool, and he will finish this life happily.

His high emotions slowly fell back and fell soft on the chair. For a long time, he compromised and said: "Small death, I believe in you, don't forget me... Don't you always say that you are the father of me and Lianjun? How can a father forget the child?"

"No, I will definitely not forget you!" The little death promised again, and even made a poison oath.

Shi Jin felt that the tone of his poisonous oath was a bit funny, but because of the pressure in his heart, he really couldn’t laugh. Seeing that time has passed eleven o'clock, he simply picked up his backpack and watched the mentally ill of the surrounding tourists. I just found a street with lots of people and got off the bus.

I used the food to improve my mood, and then I bought some gadgets as a gift for Shiwei Chong. At 12:30, I re-boarded a sightseeing bus to the town, sorted out the emotions, and once again set off the chat. Asked in my heart: "So you are actually a system dedicated to helping others change their destiny?"

"No." Xiaochen replied, and considered the statement, saying, "My ultimate goal is not this, but to achieve my ultimate goal, I must first help you change your destiny and let you live well."

When I was wondering, I asked, "What is your ultimate purpose?"

The tone of the little death suddenly became serious and solemn, and the words were round and round: "Save the world!"

When I entered my ears, "...what?"

"My ultimate goal is to save the world!" The little death was repeated in a round and round manner.

Time went deep and looked down for ten minutes, then raised his head and made a snap, saying: "I was probably a little confused by the jet lag. I just had an auditory hallucination. Come, let us change the problem."

"Go in, you don't believe me." The tone of the little death became wronged.

When I entered, I collapsed and licked my face. I turned my head and looked at the exotic beauty outside. I washed my brain and said, "I don’t believe you, I just... it takes a little time to digest. I am actually a materialist. ,Do you believe it?"

The little death screamed.

"Well, in fact, I don't believe it myself." When he entered the face with a blank expression, he felt that he was still too calm. Nowadays, he has accepted the resurgence and the extravagance of a system in his mind. The system shouted to save the world, and what a fuss.

He carefully and carefully digested the words "save the world" and did a good psychological construction until he thought that he was so powerful that he could calmly accept it no matter what he said. "So, is every host of yours born and killed again like me? If I change my fate and fail, then you are bound to Lianjun, then will he have a chance to be born again? Or His body will be occupied by another soul... and so on."

He suddenly realized that he was wrong. He frowned and said: "You didn't say that the progress bar is an influence. If one of them disappears, then the progress bar behind it will not happen at all. In turn, the progress bar is This one eliminates the failure. When the owner of the progress bar dies, the next one will be generated, right?"

Little died, he didn't think he was so keen, he replied: "This is usually the case, but the baby is different."

"Where is it different?"

"He is the last and the most crucial one." Xiaochen replied, his tone became heavy. "The progress bar is an opportunity, and my chance is only a thousand times. He appeared too early, I can't even be as immediate as ever." Determine his identity and location because there is one in front of him."

Time into the deep frown: "What do you mean, after you failed to save 998 times, suddenly in front of you suddenly pulled out two progress bars that need to be eliminated?"

"Basic is like this."

"Then if I and Lianjun have failed..."

"I will disappear completely and the rescue mission will fail."

Shi Jin still feels that it is too unreal to save the world. He said: "How can I and Lian Jun become the key to saving the world? This is simply... Lian Jun may also affect the world. After all, he has a special status before. It is also very clever. If he is thinking of what he wants to be a tyrant, and it is estimated that no one can stop him in the country, but I? I am ordinary and ordinary..."

"Going in, you and the baby are very important. Baby's influence lies in himself. Your influence is in your family background. You may not be good, but you can influence five other excellent people."

Time does not speak, and after pondering it, I have to admit that there seems to be some causal logic in the seemingly completely illusory words of Xiaodie.

"Small death, I want to know, in the original destiny, what happened to me after I died with Lianjun? I mean the five brothers of the time, and the one who is one. And if I don't appear in Lianjun By the way, you haven't had time to bind to Lian Jun, where will he die?"

The little silence was silent for a while, and replied: "Those are things that haven't happened. Your fate has changed all. I can't give an answer."

When I leaned back on the back of the chair, I sighed low: "Forget it, I don't need you to answer." The answer to this question can be filled out by himself.

If the fate has not changed, he is not born again. If the original owner dies, he will die. Then, with Xu Jie’s disposition, after solving the original owner, she will certainly reach out to other brothers of the time. The other brothers of the family are not the ones who are good to each other. The relationship between the last few brothers will definitely become a mess, and it is possible to become enemies and kill each other. The more outstanding people, the greater the impact of the battle. The five brothers of the time are standing at the top of various industries. Once they move up, the turmoil will only be great.

There is also a good lord. If the prince is dead, then they will definitely be trapped in a dark world and unable to come out. They may inherit the will of Lianjun, find a way to destroy the white, but without the guidance of the Lianjun, how the outcome is really hard to say.

And where will Lianjun die... If he does not appear, in the orchard, Lianjun will be killed by a chandelier.

He made a sigh, and his thoughts slowly became a bit sloppy. He asked: "I still don't quite understand. Since you have to save the world, it proves that the world is definitely a big problem. But how can the world go wrong? Even if humanity is dead, the earth is still the earth, the world is still the world, how can it be saved. Do you actually want to save human beings? But even if the world is in chaos, the war will not be extinct, then If you don't die, humans will certainly be able to slow themselves down. There is no need to save them."

The little dead elephant was asked by him. It took a while to say: "Go in, do you know that rebirth?"

Time can't keep up with its topic, and replies: "Of course I know, I am not born again... Do you want to say that this is actually a fake? Or is it actually that I am crazy, you don't exist, everything is I imagined after madness?" He said that he scared himself, looked at the people around him, and smashed himself, trying to make sure that everything he experienced now was real.

Xiaodie said: "Our rebirth is of course true. The rebirth of many people in this world is true."

When I entered, I squinted and widened my eyes: "A lot of people are born again? What do you mean?"

"More than just rebirth, there are crossings, soul exchanges, etc. All the unnatural phenomena, which are often happening in this world." The tone of the little dead is heavy, with a hint of helplessness, "all creatures are Appearing, surviving, and dying according to certain rules, they together form the world and promote the development of the world. Then one day, this law has a small accident in human society. A soul that does not belong to this world has come. Here, occupying the body of a native human, then the butterfly **** its wings and the process of the world changes."

Time slowly wrinkled his eyebrows and listened to it.

"If there is only one such accident, then the rules still have a way to slowly digest the effects of him. But when this accident occurs, the second and third... even when the native humans have also broken the law. People... surely there is something wrong, the rules have loopholes, and if you continue to let go, no one knows what will happen. To make up for the loopholes and eliminate the effects of various accidents, the progress bar appears..."

With the story of a small death, a world that is completely incomprehensible is presented to him.

In the narrative of the small death, the world of time to survive becomes a container that must operate according to the law in order to exist healthily. Then one day, an outsider does not know how to squeeze it in. He uses knowledge that does not belong to the world. Getting wind and rain changed the fate of many people and destroyed the way the container itself operated, causing cracks in the container.

With the cracks, the number of outsiders who squeezed in more and more, and even gradually, people inside the container also had problems. The operation of the container becomes a mess, so that the viciousness will continue to deteriorate and the container will be damaged sooner or later. The container itself finally realized that it was wrong. She began to try her best to save herself by the rules. However, this method has been too slow. The outsiders and the dissidents have become more and more high-ranking, and have exerted great influence on changing the world. In the case, she thought of a quick self-rescue method that can directly approach the source of the problem. This method is a progress bar.

To save yourself, you must eliminate the crack. To eliminate the crack, it is necessary to eliminate the influence of the outsiders and the variants, and to bring the operation of the container back on track. So the most fundamental solution to the problem is to eliminate the effects of outsiders and variants.

The progress bar selects those who are most affected by the influence of outsiders and variants, binds them, and guides the process of the world by helping them change their fate.

"The violent organization should not have appeared. The time is always old, and the relatives dragged down the life of the life." The small death ended with a blank brain, and made the end of this story, "but Because of the promotion and some kind of change of an outsider, the violent organization has become a legitimate existence of the Chinese nation. Shihang Rui established Ruixing and gave birth to six sons. You and the baby have been invisibly changed their fate."

Time has been completely speechless.

"Going in, you have asked me why I am you many times." Little death paused and said hard, "I have never told you the truth in the past... Because it can only be you, it is your life, only It is up to you to change."

When I entered, I only felt a slam in my ear, and my heart lost support, and fell down.

"I failed 998 times, only you and the baby, I have no choice, so I did what I didn't want to do, and used the biggest power I could use." The voice of the little death is very dry, with Awkward, "I need a powerful and optimistic host, but you can't do it in the past, you are too weak, your heart is full of hatred... I can almost foresee my 999th failure. Baby's premature appearance, let I have to go slanting."

"What have you done?"

"I let you also make a change, break your time, let you go back to the time when you have time to save everything, then strip away your memories and feelings, send you to other places, let you like Like the outsiders who come here, go to another place to live another completely different life, and then cruelly bring you back in a dead way before you can influence another world, let you be someone else’s From the perspective, to save your real life. Your life, in this world, is actually just a dream that you made when your soul briefly appeared." The voice of the little death slowly brought to the crying room, "Go in, sorry, I lied to you from the beginning."